About one's dream

 Yesterday, despite the rain, the weird hot coldness, the sound of police cars everywhere in Paris, despite the state of emergency and all the dramas travelling in my head due to my job - refugee crisis, instability in Iraq, etc - yesterday I realised one of my oldest dreams: I had my first real singing lesson.

It was as simple as that to find pure bliss, listening to you inner desire...

So, for my second lesson, on top of an Armenian traditional song, here are two songs I want to work on...


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Firstly, relevantly, 'Silent All These Years'...

"Cause sometimes
I said sometimes
I hear my voice
And it's been here
Silent All These"...

Tori Amos - "Silent All These Years"

Lyrics

"Silent All These Years"

Excuse me but can I be you for a while
My dog won't bite if you sit real still
I got the anti-Christ in the kitchen yellin' at me again
Yeah I can hear that
Been saved again by the garbage truck
I got something to say you know
But nothing comes
Yes I know what you think of me
You never shut-up
Yeah I can hear that

But what if I'm a mermaid 
In these jeans of his 
With her name still on it
Hey but I don't care
Cause sometimes
I said sometimes
I hear my voice
And it's been here
Silent All These Years

So you found a girl
Who thinks really deep thoughts
What's so amazing about really deep thoughts
Boy you best praya that I bleed real soon
How's that thought for you
My scream got lost in a paper cup
You think there's a heaven
Where some screams have gone
I got 25 bucks and a cracker
Do you think it's enough
To get us there

Cause what if I'm a mermaid 
In these jeans of his 
With her name still on it
Hey but I don't care
Cause sometimes
I said sometimes
I hear my voice
And it's been here
Silent All These...

Years go by 
Will I still be waiting
For somebody else to understand
Years go by
If I'm stripped of my beauty
And the orange clouds
Raining in head
Years go by 
Will I choke on my tears
Till finally there is nothing left
One more casualty
You know we're too easy Easy Easy

Well I love the way we communicate
Your eyes focus on my funny lip shape
Let's hear what you think of me now
But baby don't look up
The sky is falling
Your mother shows up in a nasty dress
It's your turn now to stand where I stand
Everybody lookin' at you here
Take hold of my hand
Yeah I can hear them

But what if I'm a mermaid 
In these jeans of his 
With her name still on it
Hey but I don't care
Cause sometimes
I said sometimes
I hear my voice [x3]

And it's been here
Silent All These Years
I've been here
Silent All These Years

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Second song:

'Morenika'

Lyrics:

Morenika a mi me yaman
Yo blanka nasi
I del sol del enverano 
Yo me hize ansi

Morenika, graciozika sos 
Morena yo graciozo
I ojos pretos tu

Morenika a mi me yaman 
Los marineros
Si otra ves a mi me yaman
Me vo kon eyos

Morenika, graciozika sos 
Morena yo graciozo
I ojos pretos tu


Translation:

"The dark girl they call me
my skin was pure white
From the fire of the summer sun
I am dark

Dark girl, so very beautiful
In your eyes - a burning fire
my heart is all yours 

The dark girl, they call me
all those who go down to the sea
if again they call me
I will go with them 

Dark girl, so very beautiful
In your eyes - a burning fire
my heart is all yours"

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Yes, the dark girl they call me...